with a pen inherited from a goose and Homer

Jan. 19th, 2017

Jan. 19th, 2017

Went into work today. Veronica and I spent a lot of time looking at one another, deadpan, as if the other person was The Office's camera lens.

At one point, Veronica was on a roll, delivering an entirely fictitious and absurd story, and he and I went back and forth, mockingly elaborating on it until I realized that everyone else in the room was swallowing it all, so I -- like a fool!!! -- revealed that it was a fake. In retrospect, I should have let it continue in all its impossible glory.

Played ten hours of KOTOR yesterday, as my gift to myself for finishing a difficult thing. Man, 2003, you were another time, but I am charmed to see the standard narrative Bioware tricks appearing in primitive form in this game. (I was also surprised when I became a Jedi, although I don't know why I was surprised because a) I know the game's big plot twist and b) I think you're legally required to "become a Jedi" in any Star Wars game.)